Above Earth
Yea Ha Yea
Yea yea
Ha yea yea yea
Im high above earth
Im high above earth
He got blood on his shirt (Wait)
He got blood on his shirt (Damn)
I might hop out the whip and go skrt
She don't like me she say I'm a flirt
But fuck it I still put in work
But fuck it I still put in work
Im smoking on gas yea you know when I'm high (Yea)
Im driving so fast when you see me drive by (Damn)
These goofy ass niggas want a piece of the pie (Damn)
My diamonds they shining so bright in the light (Yea)
I walk in this shit and they look at my fit
I'm rocking Bottega I'm rocking that Rick
I'm smoking on gas and I smoke out the zip
You goofy ass nigga you look like a simp
I'm high in the sky and I feel like a blimp
My niggas might take all your shit cuz you look like a lick
My nigga we up and we high in the sky and we stack up the shit
Damn im feel like I'm Lucki I'm feeling so lucky
You do not want fuck with my bruvie
You nigga be sweet Teletubbie
I can't fuck with that bitch cuz she ugly
I just keep all the stacks in my duffie
I'm just taking my time so don't rush me
I'm just smoking my blunt so don't touch me
I'm just smoking my blunt so don't touch me
Yea Ha Yea
Yea yea
Ha yea yea yea
Im high above earth
Im high above earth
He got blood on his shirt (Wait)
He got blood on his shirt (Damn)
I might hop out the whip and go skrt
She don't like me she say I'm a flirt
But fuck it I still put in work
But fuck it I still put in work
Yea yea
Ha yea yea yea
Im high above earth
Im high above earth
He got blood on his shirt (Wait)
He got blood on his shirt (Damn)
I might hop out the whip and go skrt
She don't like me she say I'm a flirt
But fuck it I still put in work
But fuck it I still put in work
Im smoking on gas yea you know when I'm high (Yea)
Im driving so fast when you see me drive by (Damn)
These goofy ass niggas want a piece of the pie (Damn)
My diamonds they shining so bright in the light (Yea)
I walk in this shit and they look at my fit
I'm rocking Bottega I'm rocking that Rick
I'm smoking on gas and I smoke out the zip
You goofy ass nigga you look like a simp
I'm high in the sky and I feel like a blimp
My niggas might take all your shit cuz you look like a lick
My nigga we up and we high in the sky and we stack up the shit
Damn im feel like I'm Lucki I'm feeling so lucky
You do not want fuck with my bruvie
You nigga be sweet Teletubbie
I can't fuck with that bitch cuz she ugly
I just keep all the stacks in my duffie
I'm just taking my time so don't rush me
I'm just smoking my blunt so don't touch me
I'm just smoking my blunt so don't touch me
Yea Ha Yea
Yea yea
Ha yea yea yea
Im high above earth
Im high above earth
He got blood on his shirt (Wait)
He got blood on his shirt (Damn)
I might hop out the whip and go skrt
She don't like me she say I'm a flirt
But fuck it I still put in work
But fuck it I still put in work
Credits
Writer(s): Zachary Dees
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